I met my old loverOn the street last nightShe seemed so glad to see meI just smiledAnd we talked about some old timesAnd we drank ourselves some beersStill crazy after all these yearsOh Still crazy after all these years

I'm not the kind of manWho tends to socializeI seem to lean on old familiar waysAnd I ain't no fool for love songsThat whisper in my earsStill crazy after all these yearsOh Still crazy after all these years

Four in the morningCrapped outYawningLonging my life away

I'll never worryWhy should l?Its all gonna fade

Now I sit by my windowAnd I watch the carsI fear I'll do some damageOne fine dayBut I would not be convictedBy a jury of my peersStill crazy after all these yearsOh Still crazyStill crazyStill crazy after all these years